Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

Lin Ji transformed into nine shadow clones and slashed four swords in succession, vaguely catching a trace of the demonic monk's aura among the many broken Vajra shadows.

At the moment when Haoran's sword came out, the demon monk was amazed, his position was exposed and Lin Ji locked his energy, and immediately used the Heaven-Destroying Sword Formation to trap him firmly!

"die!"

Lin Ji raised his hand without hesitation.

Whoosh!

The four magic swords of heaven, earth, man, and Tao fell quickly.

hum!

The four jade slips trembled and screamed at the same time, and then suddenly flashed.

click!

There was a loud bang and dust fell and smoke flew away!

Thousands of phantoms floating messily in the air simultaneously lost their Vajra appearance, and the millions of people kneeling on the ground also stood motionless.

The Lord of Faith has been beheaded, and the millions of remaining souls are like puppets with broken strings and no longer have spiritual consciousness.

But this Buddhist realm time and space still exists, which means that guy is not dead yet!

Lin Ji thought about it secretly and realized: This guy found a new way to understand the Dharma through evil methods and claimed to be the Lord of the Great Sun to rule Weizhou. While borrowing the power of the Western Land to lead the Buddha to the east, he also collected the power of all people to practice faith. He originally wanted to help me return to the Buddha and achieve the status of Saint Arhat, but instead I killed him with one blow! But this old thief was treacherous by nature, so he had already separated his soul and sent it somewhere else to prevent any unexpected events, thus escaping the disaster. So where is the other person?

Lin Ji calmed down and stopped thinking for a moment. He glanced at the thousands of remnant souls that filled the sky and the earth, and shouted loudly: "Listen up! The evil Buddha has been killed, and the cause and effect of all of you must be fully accounted for!"

Pointing his finger in the air, he said: "Your sins are so serious that heaven cannot tolerate them. If you repeat your past mistakes in the next life, this life will be lost!"

Swish!

Lin Ji said and waved his hand fiercely.

Black lines rose up above the heads of thousands of remnant souls floating in the air. As the black lines rose up, each body shape gradually blurred, turning into large or small thick fog.

Rolling black fog spreads everywhere, blocking out the sun and the sky!

Lin Ji pointed to the millions of people below him and shouted sternly: "Although you have strayed into the evil path, you have not been deeply infected. Cut off the evil roots so that you can take care of yourself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, wisps of black smoke rose up all over the field and merged into the ink-washed sky.

The power of faith has been cut off, and the evil root and cause have just been cut off. Millions of people gradually regained their consciousness and knelt on the ground one by one, kowtowing repeatedly.

The figures gradually blurred, and in the blink of an eye there was nothing.

The vast Gobi desert is still boundless, and the waves of a big river are rolling forward.

"The evil law has been eliminated and all the people have come to their senses. What's the use of this realm? Leave it to me!"

Rumble…

Amidst the loud explosions, time and space were shattered.

The entire Buddhist realm collapsed.

The scene in front of me suddenly changed. When I looked again, it was a narrow hut.

There was nothing else around, except for a slightly yellowed sheepskin mat spread in the middle of the ground, with three old, inconspicuous items placed on it.

A sheep whip more than five feet long, the whip pole made of birch branches has long been worn away, and the rope made of silk and hemp has been broken in half.

A water bag the size of two palms, the earthy yellow leather surface is full of holes, large and small.

A gray-white bone flute, with a thin rope whose original color has long been lost to its tail, and half a round ancient jade tied to the end of the rope.

These items should have been left behind by the Great Sun Buddha. Lin Ji looked at them carefully and didn't see anything strange about them, so he simply put them into his sleeves.

After looking around, there was nothing to find, so he turned around and walked out of the hut.

Boom...

As soon as he stepped outside, the stone hut suddenly collapsed and shattered into a cloud of dust. call!

With a gust of wind, the two tall poplar trees instantly turned into nothingness.

hum...

The entire space and time trembled slightly, and the roaring flames around the distant hall also distorted for an instant.

When I looked again, even the ground paved with bluestones and the blue sky above my head had disappeared at the same time!

The entire small courtyard, with a radius of thirty feet, disappeared out of thin air in an instant!

It was as if someone had wiped it out of thin air between heaven and earth, leaving only a huge round bead thirty feet in length. It was completely empty inside, not even half a breath of air!

Lin Ji hung alone in the center of the ball, looking around in surprise, and then suddenly realized!

It turns out that the realm space of the Great Sun Buddha seems boundless and can accommodate millions of people, but it is only within this round bead!

Moreover, what is even more astonishing is: the invisible power contained in this empty bead is even more astonishing. It is definitely not something that the demon monk can display. Even if he is already in the eighth realm of Arhat, it is far inferior!

Rather than saying that the realm space of the Great Sun Buddha is in the ball, it is better to say that...the ball traps him tightly in it!

Even the Arhat realm is included?

What kind of divine thing is this? Or... some kind of expert trick? !

……

Western soil, Mount Sumeru.

Light smoke fills the splendid main hall.

A gigantic Buddha with lop-shaped ears, shoulders, and a seven-tiered jaw smiled slightly and said, "Agasyapa, can you admit defeat?"

The Buddha sitting opposite him was skinny, with two long white eyebrows hanging down to his chest.

"Amitabha!"

The white-browed old monk recited the Buddha's name loudly and said: "This son's power is infinite, and I, the Buddha, fear a great calamity! Not as good as..."

"Don't panic, Ancient Buddha Kassapa!" Between the two of them, sitting in the middle, was a jade-faced young man wearing a brocade robe. He gently tugged on the sleeves of his robe, put down the crystal-clear tea cup that sparkled like the bottom of a lake under the sea, and pointed at the table with a smile on his face.

The clear blue desktop swayed slightly, looking like both the vast sky and the endless ocean.

In the middle hangs a pair of black and translucent rosary beads.

There are a total of one hundred and eight rosary beads. In the one facing upwards in the middle, there is a figure in green standing brightly, looking around in surprise, it is lifelike.

"Although this boy is blessed by nature, he is very extraordinary! How far he may go is yet to be known! If he makes a mistake here and makes Lingchan angry, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the two of us to get along with each other, right?"

"Oh?" The long-browed old Buddha turned around and asked, "What did Mr. Yihai see?"

"Let him come."

"Let him come to invade our Western Territory again?" the long-browed old Buddha asked in shock, "When Xuanyuan Wuji came to our Western Territory and sealed off the mountains, it was difficult for our Buddhist sect to make even half a step forward for eight thousand years! A thousand years ago, Nalanda Monastery Before the catastrophe was over, Jian Lanting came again. Blood flowed like a river, thousands of monks were wiped out, and he even took away the bones of nine Bodhisattvas! Now, if the Chosen One is allowed to come again, I am afraid that Mount Sumeru will not be able to defend it. !”

Although the giant Buddha with big ears, weighing a thousand kilograms and extremely fat, was still smiling, he nodded secretly in approval. After the Ancient Buddha with Long Eyebrows finished speaking, he eagerly looked at the jade-faced boy and asked, "Master Hai, does he have any good ideas?"

The young man smiled slightly and asked instead: "The two of you have experienced reincarnation, at least dozens of reincarnations. Your cultivation of Buddhism must be extraordinary, but I don't know who is stronger and which is weaker compared to the Tathagata back then?"

"This..." The expressions of the two of them darkened.

The Ancient Buddha with Long Eyebrows said: "Compared with the Lord Buddha of the Western Land, he is certainly not as good as him."

The Big-Eared Giant Buddha shook his big meat ball-like head and replied truthfully: "Agasyapa and I should work together to achieve 90% of the power of the Tathagata."

"How does it compare with Jian Lanting back then?"

"A fight alone, between Uncle Zhong. If the two of them join forces, Lan Ting will die!"

"Is there any way to break the Sumeru Buddha barrier?"

"Since the Tathagata has returned to Nirvana, and after the Nalanda Tribulation, among the thousands of sects in the Western Land, only I and I can... huh?" Halfway through the words, the Big-Eared Giant Buddha suddenly woke up, turned around and asked, "You mean... …” (End of this chapter)